#LET US MAKE FUCKING COMEDY OUT OF OUR TRAUMA

[significant-ace-nnoyance]

the whole having to make a disclaimer when you make a joke about like. white people. or allocishets. or just oppressor groups in general is so messed up bc like. i would LOVE a disclaimer before every sitcom episode my family watches (help) like just. jennifer aniston at the beginning of friends like

"hi! this episode contains 3 instances of 'jokes' made targeting the queer community with an intent to capitalize on harmful stereotypes (instituted by the oppressor class with a goal of otherization and degradation) for a ridiculing and unnerving effect! thus delegitimizing queer voices and identities in the mainstream and contributing to subconscious biases and ostracization of minority groups by viewers at home in the favor of "edgy" comedy!! plus a bonus of wlw sexualization at the end :) that's all, enjoy <3"

like ARE YOU KIDDING!?!??! then i wouldnt have to sit there the whole fucking 45 minutes on the edge of my seat waiting for the fucking jumpscare of queerphobia. like, i know its coming at some point every 2-3 episodes but i would like to have some preparation??? like slap a warning label on that thing frfr (*smack* "this baby can fit so much transphobia disguised as light-hearted humor!")

but nOoOOOoO we're the sensitive ones having to sit through EVERY MAINSTREAM MEDIA SHOW ON THE PLANET just WAITING for That One (1+) Gay Joke and knowing you cANT make a big deal about it because its "JUST a JOKE" and we DO. IVE LITERALLY CONSUMED STRAIGHT MEDIA THAT MAKES GAY JOKES FOR 17 YEARS. ALL THE WAY BACK TO FUCKING DISNEY VILLAINS. AND IVE LET U HAVE YOUR FREAKING JOKES BC IM NOT IN A SAFE SPACE TO ACTUALLY SAY ANYTHING

and yet anytime someone dares make a SINGULAR joke generalizing white or straight or allo or whatever people EVERYONE FREAKS THE FUCK OUT like i know karen its not ALL. STRAIGHT. PEOPLE. can i make a sINGULAR joke based on my personal experience and perception of a shared "straight" culture and norms that often benefit the oppressor class and make my everyday life difficult JUST ONE JOKE. JUST ONE. THIS IS NOT A PERSONAL ATTACK. JUST LIKE EVERY FUCKING GAY JOKE IN A SEINFIELD EPISODE EVER WASNT A "PERSONAL ATTACK" RIGHT?!?!?!?!?

stfu. we're tired. you're literally lucky we aren't less depressed or sleep-deprived or you'd be bkjldsjfljfs

#sorry yall i just ABJDKLJVASKLDJF at my LIMIT I SWEAR TO GOD #also side note dont you love those jokes that are like 'that's a trans/gender nc person...... (thats funny!)' #and ur just sitting there like. am i. naturally hilarious??? a bORN COMEDIAN!??! #anyways #LET US MAKE FUCKING COMEDY OUT OF OUR TRAUMA #TRAUMA THAT LITERALLY CAME FROM YOUR 'COMEDY' #i say 'comedy' bc its NOT FUNNy. #GAY PEOPLE ARE FUNNY #POINTING OUT A QUEER PERSON EXISTS IS. NOT FUNNY??? THERES NO CREATIVE THOUGHT???? #ITS LITERALLY JUST LIKE 'hey! here's someone different from my norm and i perceive that as weird because im uncultured and uneducated and #trained to perceive anything outside the norm as dangerous and/or lesser than myself' #EVEN THOUGH I WEAR A SHIRT THAT SAYS I HATE MY WIFE AND DRINK BUD LIGHT AND MAKE MY SON WEAR 'LADIES MAN' SHIRTS AND HIT ON 14 YR OLDS #AND NO ONE THINKS THATS WEIRD #like. maybe u need to workshop that one a little bit. idk. just a personal opinion #/j they need to workshop everything about their everything #like maybe splash a little respecting women juice on ur face while ur at it #actually a little respective everyone juice #get ur shit together #like gay people may not have their shit together but STRAIGHT PEOPLE DONT EITHER #ITS JUST SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE FOR THEM??? TO BEHAVE LIKE THAT???? #LIKE I DONT NEED TO KNOW UR 'TRYING FOR A BABY' STFU AND GO HOME TO UR LITTLE GENDERED HOUSE U WEIRDO #anways #thats enough tags #sorry yall skldfjklsjfskldkfjdkl #the straights are not okay #the allocishets are not okay #nO ONE IS OKAY #and its okay to not be okay but NOT IN THAT WAY U ABSOLUTE WACKOS #lgbtqia #kiri’s ramblings

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 407: Wait Why Are You Running Away

Previously on BnHA: Kacchan figured out how to control his quirk upgrade and was totally chill and normal about it. Definitely not terrifying at all. He actually spent the entire chapter smiling and laughing like the wholesome little boy he is. I don’t know why Kid For One is so freaked out about it. He even politely introduced himself using his childhood nickname. Clearly he just wants to be friends with you, KFO!

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “sorry to keep you waiting, here’s the AFO and Yoichi flashback you ordered at long last” and proceeds to serve a nightmarish stew of HUMAN MISERY and RATS and STABBING and CARNAGE and SO MUCH MURDER and THE SINGLE MOST FUCKED-UP CASE OF CODEPENDENCY ANYONE HAS EVER WRITTEN. I was not even remotely prepared for any of this, and if anyone else claims that they were, I will call you a liar to your face. If this chapter had a mouth it would scream. Or just sob, ceaselessly and uncontrollably. I’m really glad Horikoshi is on break next week because that man needs to take a fucking nap. My god.

okay WOW

anyone else read the first two words and just immediately say to themselves, “oh okay, so it’s gonna be one of those chapters”? I mean, I guess we were due for a darker chapter after last week’s Kacchan Comedy Tour. but idk, I just wasn’t expecting “homeless sick prostitute with a drinking problem” levels of dark

AND SHE’S PREGNANT?!

what exactly is this manga rated again? doesn’t this backstory seem just a little bit raw for the impressionable kiddos??

has anyone actually checked in on Horikoshi recently? you know, just to make sure he is okay??

what a fun and wholesome manga this is

the lil baby arm covered in blood with the AFO hole on the palm. lying next to the dead mom hand. what an image to sear into our minds. I guess it’s been a while since he killed any dogs. gotta keep us on our toes somehow

also wasn’t expecting AFO and Yoichi to be twins! that puts an interesting spin on their relationship, because it’s usually a closer bond than even regular siblings. especially with all of that delightful shared trauma from a young age!!

yes, exactly

ohhhh this chapter is gonna hurt me, isn’t it. okay. ooooooookay. let’s do this

OH I’M SORRY, THERE’S MORE?!

Horikoshi my dude. you do realize that their mom dying in childbirth and the two of them just barely surviving and growing up as street orphans would have already been MORE than tragic enough, backstory-wise. you did not have to turn this into a freaking horror show with RATS TRYING TO EAT THEIR NEWBORN SELVES jesus christ

and THAT’S where you chose to put a one year timeskip?!

what the fuck am I reading here, you guys. no please tell me, I am actually desperate to understand

so the narrator is saying that some of the quirks manifested later in life, in “pubescent and pre-pubescent stages”, which is interesting because it’s the first time I can recall hearing about someone actually manifesting a quirk that late. maybe Deku’s old OFA cover story was more plausible than I realized

anyway so eventually it occurred to everyone that they should maybe freaking study this shit, idk. and eventually the researchers concluded that the superpowers came from a new gene that apparently isn’t human. and upon hearing that, society apparently lost its freaking mind. which is fascinating to me because it implies that the turning point wasn’t actually the superpowers themselves, but the realization of what it meant

like, so they were apparently fine with it when they thought it was a “mysterious disease”, but somehow it hit different when they learned it wasn’t actually a sickness at all, but instead the Next Step in Evolution. and it became an “us vs them” thing, as opposed to a “we have to cure these poor people” thing. damn

anyway so now Japan is a dystopia and we’re cutting to a big crowd of merc-looking dudes who are getting ready to attack some “meta freaks”, how lovely

but who is this figure in the shadows

I ask politely, as if it wasn’t already beyond obvious that this is AFO about to wreck some people’s shit

ohhhhh my god lmao

hopefully Katsuki and Deku can take the present day AFO out before he winds up looking like this. because this little fella is clearly demonic and idk if anyone can stop him

you all don’t understand. you need to run the fuck away right now

oh shit it’s already too late for them

it’s too late for any of us. it’s over. it’s all fucking over

((((；゜Д゜)))

AFO I am putting the manga down. I am backing away slowly with my hands in the air. I mean you no harm. please for the love of god have mercy

holy

“you see, we told you he wasn’t human” okay Scientific Research Group, you know what?? you win this round I guess

“HE WAS LITERALLY EVIL FROM BIRTH” HORIKOSHI SERIOUSLY ARE YOU OKAY??

HE WAS BORN AN ARROGANT BABY is literally the most terrifying sentence I have ever read

what the entire fuck

it’s a gorgeous sunny mid-November afternoon outside my window. but no matter how hard it tries, the light cannot reach this place

what kind of moron would throw a can of soda at him. officially the stupidest person we have ever seen in this manga

OH MY GOD OF COURSE IT’S HIM LMAO

(ETA: how come baby Yoichi has clothes that fit him perfectly but baby AFO is just stomping around wearing a tablecloth.)

BABY YOICHI. OH MY GOD. HOW THE HELL DID YOU GROW UP TO BE SANE AND KIND AND GOOD. THAT’S MY QUESTION THAT I NEED ANSWERED RIGHT NOW. YOU ARE LITERALLY A MIRACLE. YOU ARE AN IMPOSSIBILITY, DO YOU KNOW THAT

small and weak, but also so, so cute. all of the cuteness genes went straight to him. no wonder AFO was jealous

(ETA: just want to press pause for a second to speculate about what type of twins AFO and Yoichi are, since it has some relevance to the story, and especially to the OFA/AFO quirk lore. so! at first glance the two of them would appear to be fraternal twins, just based on the fact that they have very different appearances, and also the fact that Yoichi doesn’t have the AFO quirk – no holes in his hands, etc. identical twins are born from the same fertilized egg, so in theory they would both have the same sequence of DNA, which means Yoichi would have had the same quirk as AFO. but that doesn’t appear to be the case. so all of that points to them being fraternal, not identical.

on the other hand, there is one piece of evidence in this chapter that does support them being identical twins, and that’s the fact that per the narration, AFO absorbed most of the nutrients from their mother. a few minutes of google fu informed me that this condition is relatively rare, and only happens in cases where two twins share a placenta, which typically is only the case for identical twins. HOWEVER, for what it’s worth, there have also been rare instances where two fraternal twin placentas fuse together and become a single placenta. AND this apparently also increases the chances of one of the twins gaining more of the nutrients and causing the other twin to have a lower birth weight.

so based on the evidence here, my conclusion is that the two of them are most likely fraternal twins with a case of placental fusion. besides, you can’t tell me that stealing his baby brother’s placenta while the two of them are literally still in the womb doesn’t sound like exactly the type of BS that fetus!AFO would pull, lol.)

HEY!?!

okay?!?!?! well to be fair he did throw that soda at him

oh my god this is so fucked up. in like the best and worst way possible

I genuinely couldn’t ask for a better AFO backstory. it’s so incredibly twisted, and you actually do feel sorry for him. or at least I do. but it’s also beyond clear that this kid was FUCKED UP BEYOND ALL REASON right from the get go. zero goodness in him. literally doesn’t see other people as people. sees them as possessions only. things to rule over. not other thinking, feeling human beings. and that includes his own little brother

but. even if it’s not actually what I would call love, there’s still... attachment, there. it’s the closest he can get to actually caring about someone. guh. just, somehow they have both managed to humanize him, and at the same time made him less human than ever. this manga, man. this fucking manga, though

lmao and here we go. Captain Hero

you know, all those times that I made fun of AFO for not knowing how to read, I never suspected that the twist in his backstory would be that he LITERALLY DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO READ dfksjdlfkjslkdf

but seriously though. because Yoichi appears to be self-taught, and I can’t see AFO having the patience for that, and CLEARLY no one else was around to teach him, sooooo...

oh my goodness it’s actually getting wholesome up in here

what a good fucking boy. poor AFO. fuck me, I can’t help it. it’s not your fault you’re the world’s greatest monster you poor bastard

now we’re cutting to THREE YEARS LATER. okay

is he going to declare war on the glowing baby

typical teenager concerned about nothing but likes and view counts. AFO you would be so much happier if you stopped worrying about all of that and just focused on your own growth

oh, lol. well that was quick

(ETA: r.i.p. Damien.)

“this guy had more instagram followers than me. so I killed him” honey. sweetie pie. you need therapy

omfg

all this time I was wondering who AFO’s middle school lit teacher was who had failed so spectacularly at teaching him reading comprehension. and it was YOICHI ALL ALONG. omg

“and, presumably, that’s how it always was and always will be.” dude. can you imagine listening to AFO’s oral book report on A Tale of Two Cities. “ahem. it was the Best of Times. the end” buddy noooooooo

it was at that moment when Yoichi knew, etc. etc.

oh my GOD I scrolled down to the next panel right after this one and I just IMMEDIATELY DIED LAUGHING

“WAS IT SOMETHING I SAID” ffffffffffffffff I fucking can’t omfg

NOW THIS HUSSY IS STEALING HIS BROTHER AWAY FROM HIM NOOOOOOO

HE’S HIS!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! THAT’S NOT ALLOWED!!!

oh my god the hands. so wait, is this just the standard symbolic BnHA handholding, or are there More Levels To This. when exactly did Yoichi pass OFA on to Kudou. like is that why the sudden close-up and all that? omg

WHAT!!!!

OH THAT’S THE END, HUH? THAT’S THE END RIGHT THERE, AND THAT’S JUST HOW IT IS. I SEE. OKAY THEN. EXCUSE ME WHILE I PUT MY LAPTOP DOWN AND GO INTO THE NEXT ROOM AND SCREAM INTO A PILLOW

oh my god. and break next week too. this is what you guys have been dealing with this entire time huh. I understand your feelings now. godfuckingdammit lmao

#bnha 407 #all for one #shigaraki yoichi #ofa the first #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

[shygirl4991]

Chapter 4 Perfection

Art done by @alianarepasa do not repost Summary:  After the event of Splits into Three everything felt like things were back to normal, that is until Three’s boyfriend kicks down his front door announcing he has fallen under the same spell he did. Together they will learn the secret of the cherry potion and with SMG4 splits put an end to the evil gang's plan.  Sequel to Split into Threes

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Tags: Fluff, Angst, Comedy, Romance, action and adventure, Trauma, IGBP

Parent let out a sigh of relief when the crew finally found the kids, he turned to the others with a huge smile “Now that we know the kiddos are safe, let's head back to the castle and I will make us all dinner!” Ringmaster glares at Parent as he turns watching Three and Four trying to stop Beeg from stealing candy, he then turns to the other group where Delinquent and Producer got tied up by Karen's kids as Artist giggles at the chaos. “Parent, I know you're a naive one. BUT HAVE YOU NOTICE THE CHILDREN HAVE RUN WILD TO GO BACK HOME?!” he sighs as he changes the form of his cane to a lasso and throws it catching Beeg and bringing him over.  With a clap he unties Beeg and hands the child to Parent to then tie up the other kids “The day is saved by your favorite character, your welcome!”

Still giggling Artist unties Delinquent and Producer, with a growl Delinquent walks up to Ringmaster “Your not the favorite character, i bet the whole internet sees you as a fucking joke!” hearing this Ringmaster chuckles “Oh D just cause you act like our local bad boy, doesn't mean you earn the title of favorite! Shall I show you?” Delinquent gives a knowing grin “Oh please, search your name.” Parent gives a gentle head pat to Beeg as he starts walking to the castle. Seeing Parent forgetting Karen's kids, Artist went and took them home with Four to watch over the personality.  Ringmaster waves his cane telling them how excited he was to see fan art of himself, Three was holding Producer’s hand as they walked together to the castle. Three couldn't help his eyes moving towards the man in orange. Something about the personality felt off, he would make sure to step away from the others and seem to have a hobby of glaring at him every chance he gets. 

As they reach the castle Parent attempts to place Beeg on the floor, still upset about the candy incident he reaches for Parent sweater pulling it. Noticing too late the meme child tugging at the sweater Parent ends up slamming down to the floor. Seeing this Delinquent breaks into small giggles while Three sighs letting go of producer to check on the green four on the floor “You okay? That looked pretty bad, I'm sure SMG4 felt it.”  Parent starts crying, slowly he gives him a strained smile “Never better honey, my kiddo was just pulling a prank!”  Three helps him up and checks to make sure no damage was done to the personality. Producer gives Delinquent a small smile and walks up to him “It’s nice to see a real smile from you,” Delinquent hearing this glares at Producer “shut it PD, i need to go show our almighty main character what the internet thinks of him.” with that Ringmaster walks into the room with a smirking Delinquent. It took only a few moments before screaming caught everyone's attention “I LOOK NOTHING LIKE A RAT AND FLYING TEETH!” 

@lizaluvsthis drew this!

Parent removes his sweater and hangs it up before turning to Three “Should we be worried about that?” SMG3 chuckles as he sees Ringmaster walking out of the room in shock “Nah tumblr will do that to you.” Three walks up to Ringmaster and pats his back “Congrats you're popular, as a meme!” Ringmaster pouts as SMG3 chuckles at the personality. Delinquent dashes out the room not noticing that Three was in the way, he bumps into the man causing a drop of the hidden coffee to fall on Three’s arm. Delinquent cursed as he looked up “Move out of the way asshole!” Suddenly Three started to feel weird. He growls as his teeth get sharper, the spade pin glows as he turns to look at Delinquent “THE FUCK YOU SAY TO ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!” 

The personalities turn watching the fight concerned,  Delinquent chuckles walking up to Three “Ah finally showing yourself, i always knew you had this in you.” he smirks at the man then frowns feeling someone pull him away. Prince glares at  Delinquent “You have upset our fair maiden, I request you apologies or stay away!” SMG3 blushes at Prince's smile making the heart pin glow. His head was starting to hurt as both the spade pin and heart pin glowed, Three lets out a giggle winking at Prince “Aren't you a storybook romeo~” Prince's face goes red as he lets out a nervous giggle “Ah yes i um…i guess i am?” flustered, the Prince had no idea what to say next as  Delinquent rolled his eyes. SMG4 walks in and notices the commotion “Uh what's going on?” Artist sighs walking up to them.  The moment Artist gets close, the last pin glows, the pain in SMG3 head gets worse as he falls to his knees. Concern Artist and Prince run to check him, their touch causes SMG3 to scream “SHUT UP YOU ALL ARE TO LOUD!” the pair take a step back while  Delinquent lets out a dark smile “Interesting…” 

SMG4 runs up “Guys move!” The personalities step away as Four helps SMG3 up “Come on Three let's go to the cafe.” They walk to the cafe where Four gently places Three on the couch in the back room, he starts looking around for a first aid kit. He can feel anxiety sinking its teeth into him, the feeling he is failing Three on his first day of being his boyfriend. He lets out a shaky breath catching SMG3 attention, slowly he gets up gently taking Four’s hand “Hey idiot, you're overthinking so much you're shaking like producer.” 

Four lets out a giggle, if you told him back then that he would find comfort in being called an idiot, he would more than likely fight you. Turning, he lightly blushes looking at Three’s face “Sorry, we just started dating and I have no idea what I'm doing. Then the personalities happen and that's even more stress!”  SMG3 nods giving him a smirk “Wow the youtuber SMG4 not knowing what to do? Stop the presses." The teasing tone made Four roll his eyes as he lightly hit his chest. They both smile at each other as they lean in giving each other a soft loving kiss. They pull away when they hear the door to the cafe slam open “SMG3 WE HAVE A PROBLEM!” Meggy walks to the back to see the pair glaring at her “Did i…walk in on something?” 

Three sighs turning to Meggy “Squid, there better be a good reason why you walked in on us.” she nods “We came over to hang out only to see six different Four’s!” hearing her words they exchange a look nervously.

Four follows Meggy telling Three to rest, he wasn't a fan of staying behind but decided it would be best due to what happened. As he watches them run off an idea comes to him, he takes out an old sewing kit and hums as he starts to make something. He wanted to give something that he hoped would give strength to Four, seeing how stress these events had on him made Three worry.

SMG4 walks in the castle to see each member with a different personality. Artist was with Melony showing her better ways to draw manga, Ringmaster and Saiko were getting along over their stage set up ideas. He turns to see Parent humming, making spaghetti as Mario breathes down his neck. And lastly, Producer was getting a motivational speech from Tari and boopkin. Delinquent was writing in a notebook as Bob walked past him “I UH HAVE TO GO MAKE A CALL!” 

Four nods letting Bob leave as he looks over his different personality “I thought things would have been worse?” Meggy shakes her head “They are you, no matter what you will always have a spot for your friends.” hearing her words make Four bite his lip. That's When Parent, Producer and Delinquent eyes start to glow. Seeing this Meggy slightly shakes Four “Hey uh Four?! What's going on?!” He blinks looking around causing the three to relax as their eyes go back to normal. Delinquent rubs his eyes “When our original gets triggered, be it with inspiration or whatever that personality eyes will glow. So stop looking at us like we are some kind of alien, you dumbasses have more to worry about.”  Meggy frowns hearing this and looks at Four “What… were you thinking about?” Four lets out a laugh as he walks away from her “Nothing! We have a new castle so anything in the past is the past!” 

Meggy shakes her head “Four you can talk to us if you're not doing okay, you know that right?” SMG4 glares at her as his eyes start to turn pink “WHAT POINT OF IM OKAY DONT YOU UNDERSTAND!” Everyone stays silent while Parent and Mario hug each other in fear. Delinquent sighs as he sprints out of the room, Meggy stares at the guardian in shock. Before anyone can say anything, Four shakes his head in fear and runs to his room locking the door. Prince, seeing the fear everyone had, walks to the center of the room “Don't worry everyone, I shall contact our maiden and everything will be okay!” Four throws himself on his bed drained, he wanted this nightmare to end. He spent months perfecting his act, only for some curse to cause this mess. He closes his eyes slowly drifting to sleep. That's when he heard a jingle it was familiar, he opened his eyes to his castle being dark with only the sound of the commercial like song playing. He gets up and goes to the door “H-hello?” opening the door no one was around, he ran out panicked “PARENT?! MARIO!? RINGMASTER?! SMG3!”  his voice echoed through the room. He felt a chill as the jingle stopped. Then static from a TV was heard, he could hear whispers from a room “It has to be perfect.”

He turns his head to the room with the whispers and approaches it, shaking as he opens the door to only see his personality sitting there. They looked up, staring at him, “You must accept the truth, meme guardian,” they all said, causing panic to rise “What do you mean?” Ringmaster points at him “Discord will be your end, if you don't accept the truth.” 

Before he could ask more he is shaken awake, blinking he sees Prince smiling at him”You were silent for a while, we got worried so I broke the door to check on you!” Four blinks as he looks behind Prince to see a broken door “That will be something to explain to Three.” Bob was walking in the woods panicking. Not only did he lose his chance at making money, he was surrounded by colorful SMG4’s. He keeps walking only to notice he wasn't going anywhere, he looks down and curses at the shadows from the trees making it impossible to know what has a hold of him. He hears a stick break making him turn “WHO IS THERE?!” a chuckle is heard as a shadow appears in front of him “Discord.” 

Three walks in the castle to see Four wrapped with blankets alongside Mario as they both drink hot chocolate “Uh what i miss?” Tari smiles as she hands Three a cup “Four had a nightmare so we are cheering him up!” Three sighs, ignoring the cup in Taris' hand and going to his boyfriend. With a gentle smile he takes out a small box from his hat. Four gently puts his cup on the floor taking the box “Whats this?” SMG3 rolled his eyes “If you used those things called eyes, that is a box with a gift that people get for others!” Four glares at his partner.

Delinquent walks into the room writing in a notebook when he sees the box, he tilts his head staring at it. Four hums opening it, he lets out a gasp as he takes out a pair of gloves with a glitchy number four on them. Excited over the gloves he tackles Three down kissing his cheek, the crew giggled at the affection as Mario took out his phone taking pictures “GAAAAY!”

The pair glare at Mario before smacking him, once done Four gives a bright smile to three “Thank you, i will always wear them!” SMG3 smirks “You better, no matter what happens I hope those gloves give you strength.” Delinquent eyes go wide seeing Four put the gloves on, in a panic he hides the notebook then covers his hand “No, please no.” Then a bright light covers the personalities confusing everyone, Artist then screams in joy seeing his gloves “LOOK! Our gloves changed to match our original!” Ringmaster smiles seeing his logo “We love the gift Chang Noi, we will cherish it.”  Three stood there looking around seeing the personalities look at their hands with joy. Slowly Delinquent looks at his gloves, his eyes go wide in shock “Oh fuck.” 

#smg4 #smg3 #smg34 #shygirl4991 #smg4 smg3 #smg43 #smg34 fanfiction #alianarepasa #split into threes #six splits for fours

[dichromaticdyke]

I SURVIVED KLOKTOBER 2023 WITHOUT MISSING A SINGLE DAY I THINK I'M INSANE

i wrote 59,199 words over these past few weeks. i did a nanowrimo of mtl fanfic. i need to be institutionalized. (i'm also a nanowrimo veteran, and the median word count for these fics was just over 1667 words, so ain't that crazy.)

thanks to everyone who reblogged or who left likes, kudos, and comments! i even got some acknowledgement from some of my fave mtl creators, i feel so honored. i wasn't expecting to get much attention at all since i've only been kicking around this space for a couple months, so thank you everyone!!

if you missed any of my fics, here is the entire collection:

if you don't want to read them all—and you absolutely don't have to, they're all stand-alone—below the cut are my top 10 favorites and a few other fun things:

10. Nights at the Mastodon (Original Character or Self-Insert, oops i created an oc just to give abigail a gf, 4387 words, M-rated chapter 1/E-rated chapter 2) 9. A Pickle of a Name (Your Choice, inspired by an anon and oops dethklok are idiots, 1673 words, T-rated) 8. Abigail Goes on a Coffee Break (Use Brendon Small in Some Way, don't let these men do anything unsupervised, 1250 words, M-rated) 7. Everything Left Unsaid (In Memoriam: Honor the Fallen, vague dickface and platonic murdertooth, 1670 words, T-rated) 6. A Vacation from the Vacation (Dethklok Goes on Vacation, nickles fluff turns suggestive, 2303 words, M-rated) 5. For His Brother (Your Favorite Villain, edgar jomfru character study, 990 words, T-rated) 4. Pickled Testosterone (Your Favorite Headcanon, trans pierced pickles babyyy, 2211 words, T-rated) 3. Not with Anyone I Work With (Abigail Appreciation Day, oops i gave her depth and a fucked-up backstory, 1700 words, M-rated) 2. Scar King (Inspired by a Metal Song, toki trauma hurt/comfort, 4107 words, M-rated) 1. Gone Too Far (Comedy or Tragedy, skwisgaar pain but also vague skwistok nonsense, 6044 words, M-rated)

just for funsies, here is my kloktober writing playlist! includes songs that inspired some of the fics and some songs that just fit the vibes i was going for. a lot of these songs are definitely inspiring future fics also.

and one last thing, i did also make a ko-fi, since i did all this while being a full-time grad student and part-time library worker. no one is obligated to tip me anything, of course, i’m just putting the option out there, if anyone is feeling generous. regardless of if you tip or not, even if you just enjoyed my writing, started following on ao3, reblogged my posts on tumblr, whatever—i love you all.

more fics will be coming. but holy shit, not for a while. good night. 🤍🩷🩵🤎🖤❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

#dichromaticdyke.exe #Metalocalypse #fanfic #kloktober2023

[bug-decal-kissing]

Hey friends!

Time Room Shenanigans + More, by DrakianDH, was updated today, with 13/? Chapters released! It has a rating of General Audiences and No Archive Warnings Apply, with additional tags "Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff without Plot, Oneshot Prompts Challenge, One Shot Collection, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Angst, Angst and Feels, Alternate Universe - Human, Kinda, It's really just a big collection or random stuff I made for January's Writing challene, frick spelling btw, Prohibited wish - Freeform, PWish, No Plot/Plotless, Some Plot, Maybe - Freeform, idk - Freeform"

You can read it here:

NSFW works are below the cut :].

A new work, The Coercion and Compulsions of a Dark God by ikestm17, was published today, with 1/1 Chapters Released! It has a rating of Explicit and Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, with additional tags "Prima/Scab, Rape/Non-con Elements, but I can assure you it is not non-con, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane, Roleplay, Sort Offan, fic within a fanfic, Scarab is actually pretty good at this whole fanfic thing, Enemies to Lovers, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Hair-pulling, Fighting As Foreplay, they’re two immortal beings stuck in a cube together forever, they’re going to fuck, grow up"

You can read it here:

A new work, In The Strangest Places by ineedlemonade, was published today, with 1/1 Chapters released! It has a rating of Mature and No Archive Warnings Apply, with additional tags "Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Disordered Eating, Mental Health Issues, Angst and Feels, No Sex, No Smut, Exactly What It Says on the Tin, One-Sided Attractionpossibly, Overthinking, Crushes, Cussing, Not Beta Read, Suicidal Thoughts, just mildly, Self-Esteem Issues, Self-Pity, Feeding, with arguable kink vibes, Complicated Relationships, Grief/Mourning"

You can read it here:

A new work, On Being Human by ineedlemonade, was published today, with 1/1 Chapters released! It has a rating of Explicit and No Archive Warnings Apply, with additional tags "Not Beta Read, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Trans Male Character, Alternate Universe - Human, Condoms, Riding, Explicit Consent, Gentle Kissing, Developing Relationship, Fluff and Smut, Smut, Shameless Smut, Gay Sex, Affection, Nipple Play, Awkwardness, Making Out, Fingering, Sweet/Hot, No Angst, Light Masochism, Light Sadism"

You can read it here:

Timekiller, by MatrixDream, was updated today, with 6/16 Chapters released! It has a rating of Mature and Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, and Major Character Death, with additional tags "One-shots!, Angst, Loneliness, Isolation, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon, (Tags will update as fic updates), Bug Scarab, Popcorn, Captured in a pickle jar, silliness, Physical Disability, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Scarab had his wings removed as punishment headcanon, Blood and Violence, Blood and Injury, Ableism, Chronic Pain, Self-Harm, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, Triggers, Whump, Monkey's Paw AU, Major character death - Freeform, Violence, Hurt No Comfort, major angst, mentions of gore, Revenge, Ambiguous/Open Ending, (But still hopeful), Let me know if I missed any tags/warnings!, Comedy, NSFW, Mummy Scarab, Chapters with a star asterisk has smut'

You can read it here:

#its snOWING and its making my computer fREAK OUT #prohibitedwish #prohibitedwish fics #the coercion and compulsions of a dark god #in the strangest places #on being human #time room shenanigans + more #timekiller

[irkimatsu]

I don't know if this question has already been asked so I apologize in advance for the inconvenience! how did you find out about Hazbin hotel? and what charmed you about husky ? :3

Nope, hasn't been asked before! There's actually a long process on this one! Story time!

First time I heard about Hazbin Hotel was when the pilot came out; Twitter was buzzing about it, and that already might have drawn me in, because "dark musical comedy with fantasy elements and themes of forgiveness and redemption" is already right up my alley and I could feel the Jhonen Vasquez inspiration radiating off the character designs. But what really tipped me off was a friend of mine, Lauri; she was particularly excited about it, and I trust her taste, so I jumped in. (Helps that her favorite is Alastor, who reminds me a lot of another character we bonded over back in the day. Seems we have a "she likes a sadistic bastard and I like the guy held emotionally captive by him" thing going on.) And I loved it! Wasn't super invested just yet, but I did really hope it'd be a full series someday. Don't think I really noticed Husk at this point. I was still deep in Osomatsu-san brainrot, so if anything I probably just went "haha cranky cat, it's like Ichimatsu" and then moved on from him. Favorite at this point was actually Charlie, and she's still a close second. Loved and wanted more of Charlie from day one. She has such magical girl vibes, I love her

Helluva Boss pilot dropped, what, a month later? Watched that because I liked Hazbin and holy shit is that Richard Horvitz. Richard Horvitz said fuck. Okay clearly I need to keep up with this one. And so I did! Avoided its presence on the Internet like the plague, though, because it's a fucking dumpster fire in there and I didn't feel like writing multiple well-sourced essays defending myself for liking a web cartoon that says fuck and makes jokes about murder. Watched it in secret, basically, aside from the occasional fanart reblog. It wasn't a hyperfixation yet, just a fun thing to watch every time a new episode dropped. Catchy music, Moxxie and Blitzo are my boys, it's a fun little side hobby, hey what if the Matsuno brothers started an assassination business in hell-

(Somewhere in here I watched "The Good Place" from start to finish, which isn't super relevant, just that the reason I started watching it was because I thought, hey, isn't that show about redeeming sinners? That's what Hazbin's about! I think I really like that concept, so I'll check it out! Two very different shows, but they're both dear to me because god I need forgiveness narratives, especially in today's social hellscape.)

2024, and I find out that the Hazbin series is finally out because Twitter won't shut the fuck up about how "Poison" is homophobic and victim-blaming or whatever. My main thought is, of course, "oh shit, that's finally out! time to watch it!", not believing any of the criticisms because I already decided years ago that the Internet is fucking stupid about this franchise. First four episodes were up at this point. Watched it fully expecting to enjoy it, but not really expecting to get too invested, still assuming I'll never talk about it online because I just do not need to deal with that shit. Still love Charlie, and the rest of the cast charms me quickly - especially Husk, because in the main series he quickly proves to have more to him here than the pilot let on. Hazbin really said, here, have a scrungy old cat with emotional trauma. I gobbled that shit up immediately.

And then " Loser, Baby" happened. Husk's dancing. Husk's singing voice. Husk's attitude of "yep, shit sucks, we screwed up, there's no use denying it or downplaying it but we're not getting anywhere if we wallow alone in our own misery", that theme of redemption and hope I wanted from this show from the start, here he was exemplifying it. I watched that scene on YouTube constantly, fully expecting to fall in love with Huskerdust. I did, for about five minutes.

And then I realized, fuck, I'm not actually in love with this ship, I'm in love with Husk. So much so that despite my misgivings, I couldn't just keep my mouth shut about how much I love this show, especially how much I love Husk. But no way in hell am I saying that on Twitter, people suck over there, and besides, the character limit isn't enough for all the rambling I wanted to do. So I dusted off my Tumblr blog and quickly became unhinged.

And now I'm here!

#irk blubbers about nothing #irk got asked a thing #irk talks to strangers #irk huskposts

[talenlee]

Story Pile: Buddy Daddies

There’s a lot to be said for mid anime, in quality and in scope. Not an epic sprawling story meant to spin off for multiple seasons. Not a mystery that promises a resolution that it may completely bottle. Not trying to change your life, just trying to get you to tune in and look at some ads and maybe buy a wall scroll or two. Or fill out the extensive entries on the Internet Movie Firearm Database.

Buddy Daddies is a fundamentally a more ‘realistic’ show than you might imagine. It’s an unreality of high speed car chases and gunfights in cities, rather than grand political drama or telepathy and future sight. It’s grounded in that the characters have to spend time dealing with things like day care and clothing options and Japanese cultural assertions about how to blend in. Sometimes there are anime made because it lets them represent transitions between worlds and remarkable special effects and build on a particular visual language, but Buddy Daddies is an anime that doesn’t do anything you couldn’t do in a live action TV show, except doing it very cheaply and conveniently.

Here then, is your pitch: It’s an action comedy about a pair of single dads who adopt the same daughter, and also, they’re professional murderers. Hilarity ensues. Well, mild hilarity. Well there are jokes.

Modest spoiler warning ensues. I’m not about to tell you anything that you couldn’t predict looking at the poster.

I could give you a more detailed outlining of the narrative, the sequence of events in the series, but it isn’t that important. I mean it is important, they give the whole thing texture, and there’s tension about the question of how things work out, but it isn’t important. The narrative is a vehicle to enjoy the contrast of these two assassins with one another, and then the contrast of their job (assassin) and then doing a non-assassiny thing (a three legged race for their adopted daughter’s cheers). Core to this narrative then are the three characters that bear it up and their conflicting needs. One could use a classic ego/superego/id kind of construction to examine them, but given that I don’t want to have to explain that structure and I’m sure as hell not busting out the Hegel, let’s just grab for a more useful frame of reference you’ll get: the Sonic/Shadow/Tails tryptich.

In this tryptich you have a character that perceives themselves as a protagonist because of the traits they have that think make them a good person; you have an alternate mirror to the former, who is inexplicably present in their life despite seeming disinterest; and then you have a kid, who is largely too nice and guileless for either of them to be willing to disappoint. Also, the Shadow and Sonic are fucking (this is canon to Sonic: The Hedgehog of course, but not at all related to Buddy Daddies; it does not serve to inform the model but does present operational utility for the verisimillitude of the structure).

Our Sonic is Kazuki, an assassin who, despite being an assassin, considers himself a broadly Nice Guy. He chats up girls, he develops useful skills for operating in life, he is capable of forming emotional connections with people, albeit briefly, and he

Our Shadow is Rei, an assassin who, despite being an adult, sleeps in a bathtub and plays videogames all night. He also smokes indoors, and doesn’t emotionally connect to people easily, which is okay because of his abusive father, and also because he’s supposed to be the tormented hot one. Rei is pretty much bad at all the things Kazuki is good at, except that they share skill in the vein of Being Good At Murdering People, which not only happens to be something they can do in different styles, but also something where Rei gets to look cool as hell doing it. Rei feels custom built to be a very specific kind of very attractive. He looks like a lesbian designed an exception. Still, the smoking thing is a deal killer for me, plus it’s just not wise to get people whose traumas match your own.

No my father did not raise me to be an assassin.

Our Tails is Miri, who is a child. Miri is not a child but, a child plus, a child and. Miri is just a child. Her entire worldview is that of a child, and she’s a pretty realistically rendered one. What Miri lacks in world-wise integration into the story of her family she makes up for by being largely not responsible for killing the fun the way that little kid characters are often overused for in other media. Miri does interfere with one job, but it’s in that interference that the boys realise that they have to do things to ensure she isn’t interfering with them during their work — assassins don’t have Take Your Daughter To Work Day, usually.

It is through these three characters interacting that the story happens. Miri’s needs present problems for Kazuki and Rei to solve, and she meets needs they have. Rei needs someone who can connect to him on his level without adult concerns or miscommunications, and Kazuki needs someone who he can care for to assuage his guilt over what you can probably already guess happened to him. Miri needs some chickky nuggies and microwaved hamburger, and you know, clothes and school and social time with kids and time at the zoo. She needs kid stuff.

One of the strangest things about this anime is that it seems to be able to grasp entirely nonstandards family formations, in that Miri clearly has two dads, but it also goes out of its way to point out that, oh, sure, there are two dads, but the dads are not doing it. It’s understandable! Japan is a culture with a very different adoption culture to my own, where it’s pretty normal for a pair of men to adopt a kid, but it’s extremely weird for a pair of men who aren’t in a relationship to adopt a kid. Maybe it’s easy to see a pair of dads co-parenting as long as they can reassure you they’re not gay.

Is that somehow more homophobic? It strange to route around in my head. It’s not like Buddy Daddies likes women much or represents relationships with them as being some kind of fun.

There’s a comparison you can make about Buddy Daddies that is a little uncharitable, because it’s comparing this funny anime about cool covert operators doing covert things and raising a family with another anime about cool covert operators doing covert things. It’s an unfortunate comparison, because yeah, it does apply, but it’s also dreadfully unfair to Buddy Daddies. Buddy Daddies is a show without grand ambitions and challenging narratives. It’s not a cash-in, because that would indicate it seemed to expect to make a giant pile of money; it’s not a spin-off, because it would probably copy that other formula more with more marketable traits. Buddy Daddies is its own thing.

Plus, that other anime knows that women exist and can do cool things.

It’s not an amazing thing, but it is its own thing, and it’s pretty fun!

Check it out on PRESS.exe to see it with images and links!

#Anime #Buddy Daddies #Media #Story Pile

[corellonsblessing]

A BLACK OUT/SLAM POEM based on the teletubbies (tv) tag on ao3

TRIGGER WARNING_MILK.

stray dogs literature clubs, the school for good and evil. ink sans angel—stranger things

horror sans guy—don’t hug me i’m scared. don’t hug me i’m scared, (don’t hug me i’m scared.)

free form plot twists. tragedy/comedy. alternate universe—high school. alternate universe—music.

the chaos unfolds each day, pristine, centuries ago, fight the many.

post divorce, living together, implied drug use, alcoholism. snippets from the end of the show, renunion, although it takes place a couple years before. we were the stars (but space was a void) by ponfarrpussyqueen.

corporate clash, bug, duck, the guardian pest, the prince, macarena, kissing, crack, as a joke, boys kissing, regret everything

underage julius caesar, emo napoleon, mating bond, tentacle dick, magic healing cock, holy water, holy roman empire, kissing in the rain, the battle of waterloo, a true story.

crossover, insanehappymealgiver, original character, original, simulator, mentioned, i’m at my limit, intentionally bad, wearing the other character’s skin, start praying because this sure ain’t holy, my dad went to get the milk because of this, sent to the void, put me in a coffin, rancid hope’s peak

we greet you with good luck and prosperity.

we love gay anal and lesbian smut and we hope you do too.

diminishing flame, not for kids, you’ll cry so hard you won’t have eyes, not sorry, commit a clarity, vaporized, freeform, sewer rat

2020 presidential election, spit as lube.

chaos bear, crack, crack, crack, has religious trauma, gay, gay, lesbian, lesbian sex, orgy, moist naked bodies rainbow is jesus, sex during tornado, this is NOT. finished.

there she was, in a new world. guess she’ll play the cards she’s dealt.

jesus confessed, sin shock, tears streaming down her face. “i fucked your sister.” crack. treated seriously, why did i write this. gay best friend—i can see that (i’m safe here.)

why did i write this!

crack. treated seriously.

slowly losing our sanity, we die.

crack, treated seriously. the moon of hope and the sun of despair LET IT GOOOOO LET IT GOOO.

crack, treated seriously, blue balls, orphan account

his little purse. what was once an inside joke is now taken seriously. crack. crack. fluff and crack. angst and crack. i am a man of my word, and i speak for the people.

a million other projects to complete

crack, crack, i dont know what’s going on, we’re idiots so we made this

it starts out all nice then it all goes downhill

satan, crack, this is a joke, please help me, please don’t hate me, i’m so sorry, i cannot think of anything else, please don’t read this. but. do, the author regrets nothing, the author regrets everything, why do i still exist? (discontinued, at least until further notice.) by even moderner prometheus

forbidden love, dead dove:do not eat.

so small in the midst of it all. rolling with the weird and unusual, traumatized teens to comfort, and an important decision to make

i came up with this, i will go down with this

i can’t believe i write this, why did i write this, i wrote this while listening to mother mother, sleep deprived, wrote this instead of sleeping, the guardian witnessed sex and is now scarred, touching, addiction, slut shaming

insufferable with apologies to all my followers, hell (literal), sewage

i got problems, so fucking random, pulled out of my ass, hard to explain, hard to word, each chapter will be posted, find me on wattpad,

near death experiences, major illness, declarations of love, love confessions, eating, marking, delay/denial, knotting, marking, mating bites, overstimulation, based on taylor swift songs, missing spleen

help me pleease, im scared, why did i write this?, just this really chill person who wants to take over the world, humanized teletubbies, my friend and i wrote this over the summer

you better not forgive me for this, im serious, vaginal fingering, a hushed voice, the contact making her shiver.

may your heart stay strong. torture, vomiting, blood and gore, self-indulgent, touch starved guardian, all characters are adults, electricity, suicidal thoughts, medical inaccuracies,

and yet… you lie again. i like noo-noo i hope he explodes, don’t show up

crack. i am so sorry. not in detail but it could’ve been so count your blessings

gods this can’t end well, good parent, to two children, bad parent, to the other one

IM SO SRRY BUT THIS WAS FOR THE GREATER GOOD, HAHA SUFFER,

attempt at humor, death, gore, i don’t even know, i’m so sorry, you have been warned, i posted this for my brother’s birthday

plague, companionship, through the fields we ran

it quickly turns into anti-demon propaganda

a play in one act, post-war, no sex, no killing

the prize of reading this is to meet god

help my poor soul this is a disgrace but it was my first fic so i refuse to orphan it, and the teletubbies followed

help, i was forced to write this and i’m sorry, i don’t even know what to call this monster, the southern pansy, aziphrale, the prince of hell, and the archangel gabriel

angst, satire, this is not serious, it’s meant to be funny

DO NOT TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY, IT WAS WRITTEN BY THREE HIGH THIRTEEN YEAR OLDS.

this is what you’ve been waiting for and hoping would never come

hearing voices, broken bones, emotional manipulation,

live, work, play, a simple life, protected, until a stranger comes.

i can’t give you a summary of the plot. that would ruin the story.

the eternal rioting continues as it always will (part one)

the eternal rioting continues as it always will (part seventeen.)

let me know if i forgot to tag anything!!

blame the painkillers. i blame the painkillers.

#so when i was a kid i once made fun of this person i met irl bc he would post like. all the gay tags n i thoufht it wasnt cool #like gay twink n like all of those things #just an endless paragraph of labels #i couldnt imagine posting that or wanting to be seen like that #i couldnt imagine wanting to be seen at all #i didnt say it to his face i just called it cringe to a friend and they rightfully called me out on it #why is that so funny to you? that he wants to be known? that he wants to reach out to his community? #i woke up one morning and saw that he had imed me in the middle of the night #i imed him back n didnt get a response n thought nothing of it #i wish i had been up that night #i wouldnt have been able to do anything #but every time we post something every time we tag something #we are looking fir connection #this is not the void #you are not screaming i to the void #people we see you #and i hope they hear you #bc what you have to say can be beautiful. even when its a joke #this is a joke. but it is also real to me #every one of these tags and titles is real #and a real person wrote them #they sat down and did that #n they wanted u to see them #everyone wants to be seen #and smiled at. n liked #and i hope someone likes you. i hope someone likes you enough to be awake at 3am #n i hope you like yourself enough to keep posting and tagging and trying so hard to be noticed #bc there is beauty in everything #even and especially you #where are those high thirteen year olds now

[nokingsonlyfooles]

WTYP: The Shandor Building, Part 10

[Do you like the colour of the fanfic? This is long and if you expand it you're gonna get the whole thing, because Tumblr hates you. Don't say I didn't warn you!]

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

Part 10: Disaster Roulette: DEATH and Abigail Thorn

[Beware of strong language, mention of all kinds of death, gore, and Lovecraftian horror.]

[SLIDE: Darkness, with the All Hail Gozer logo in the corner.]

A: What the fuck? Isn’t it my pick again? Are we back on the fucking Kursk? [starting to panic] Are we all out of picks? Is this an endless loop? Oh my God… I’m not running Unreal Engine anymore!

D: Hang on, hang on… Laptops open, everyone! Are we all here?

L: We’re here! But, uh…

R: We’re on a sofa.

A: The Kursk doesn’t have a fucking sofa!

[footsteps, rustling]

R: I found a lamp…

D: I’ve got a light switch over here…

[click]

L: It’s a house?

D [annoyed]: It’s a flat.

A: Sort of a nondescript twee little flat…

R: There’s a microwave, and some dishes…

L: Is that Thomas the Tank Engine over there?

A: Where the hell are we?

L: Gandalf, buddy, is this your place?!

D: What does a lamassu want with a sofa and a microwave?

L: Comfort and convenience, my friends. Comfort and convenience!

A: And Thomas the Tank Engine?

L: Maybe he likes trains, I dunno…

A: Do you smell something burning?

R: [sniffing] Smells like… Substandard aluminum composite rain screen cladding?

A: GET OUT RIGHT NOW! DO NOT SHELTER IN PLACE! GET OUT NOW!

[SLIDE: The Grenfell Tower Fire.]

[running, scuffing, door slam]

[coughing]

L: FUCK!

A: Oh, fuck, oh…

R: Stuff that throw rug under it!

D: Who picked this? We wouldn’t pick this! We’d never…

L: We’ve had four picks, right, guys? The Kursk, the Silver Bridge, the Atmospheric Railway and Frankford Junction…

D: So shouldn’t it loop back around to Alice?

A: I didn’t pick this.

L: I think… I think Gozer picked this.

A [resigned]: Yeah. I mean, xe seems very into fire. And strategically speaking…

D: Can you see out the window? Are we over the 11th floor?

A: It doesn’t matter, no one’s coming to rescue us. If it’s any consolation, the smoke will probably get us before… before anything more dramatic happens.

D: Don’t give up! Don’t lose hope! It’s still before dawn, we’ve got time — we’ve got hours! As long as we keep podcasting…

L: Dev…

A: Dev, we barely made it through this one in the first place…

D: But you did make it through! We can do this! We know we can do this! We… We have pitch black senses of humour and indomitable human spirits. There is nothing we can’t laugh at. How… How is this any worse than the existential trauma of hurtling through space on a lonely planet with full knowledge that you and everything you ever loved or cared about will inevitably die? Our situation is fundamentally pointless and absurd, and this is how humanity copes! Fuck Gozer! Somebody make a joke about how many Xboxes you could buy with the government’s totally inadequate restitution and let’s go!

[brief silence]

D: Come on! This isn’t worse than Aberfan! This isn’t worse than fucking Bhopal!

L: We didn’t have to sit in an apartment in Bhopal and stare at some probably-dead kid’s Thomas the Tank Engine.

D: Rocz! You spent over a minute cackling after you found out Ruth Bader Ginsberg just died! Surely you…?

R: While it is often said that comedy equals tragedy plus time, I believe it may be more accurate to express “time” as “distance.” Laughter, as we call it, is the sound of a shock-induced dislocation of the human soul. In a community, laughter is validating; it’s a sign we all understand something is very wrong here, but it’s far enough away not to be hurting us at the moment. With laughter, we affirm our collective purpose and strength. In the matter of Notorious RBG or climate change or the heat death of the universe, we have room to seek that community with each other before the consequences hit. But this… I’m sorry, Dev. This is just too close.

A: It is oddly peaceful, though. I mean, the inevitability.

R: Yeah.

D: This can’t be what kills us! This is only… This is only… the government-sanctioned murder of over seventy human beings in need of housing assistance, at least one of whom was a child who likes trains…

[brief silence, quiet sniffling]

L: It’s all right, Dev. You did your best. We went out swinging.

A: If it’s any consolation, Ishtar’s probably not going to let this stand.

R: Yeah. Just, not much she can do with a pocket dimension.

D: What do you want to do? We’ve probably got hours…

A: Well, I have a few emails I’d like to write.

L: Yeah… I mean, it’s your prerogative, but I’m not gonna tell anyone I’m trapped in a pocket dimension and they can’t help us. Just, ya know, gonna try and keep it positive.

A: Yeah…

[typing sounds]

D: I… [weak laugh] I suppose I’d better let Abi know we won’t be in to record next week…

A: Oh, that’s thoughtful of you, Dev. Thanks.

[typing sounds]

A: Does anyone want to listen to some Mountain Goats?

R: We don’t have the rights.

A: Yeah, [laugh] but, we’re probably not going to get a chance to post this, so…?

[muffled ringing]

A: What’s that?

L: It’s my pocket…

D: Your pocket’s not ringing, it’s the cursed phone!

[beep]

L: Uh, hello?

[muffled, irritated phone voice]

L: Uh, no, they’re right here, though… Dev? It’s for you.

D: Hello?

[unintelligible, but very annoyed, phone voice, which continues intermittently throughout]

D: [sigh] No. No, Abi. I’m sorry. I promise, I did not make you watch the entire Bourne Identity TV series for a prank. No. No, we do not have covid. Or Vigo. No, um, I do understand you can’t do a podcast with one person, but, er… To be perfectly honest, we’re both about to die in a pocket dimension and then Ishtar and Gozer are probably going to have it out, so… Er, Gozer the Gozerian? Um…? No, xe can’t come to the phone right now… Because xe has taken the form of the Grenfell Tower Fire and… Um, hang on…

[beep]

Abigail Thorn (ABI): I SAID PUT ME ON FUCKING SPEAKER! AM I ON SPEAKER?

D: Yes.

A: Hi, Abi!

ABI: [cheerfully] Hi! [back to being annoyed] GOZER, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?

G: UH, BATTLING THE GODS OF THIS WORLD FOR SUPREMACY? WHO IS THIS, PLEASE?

ABI: MY NAME IS ABIGAIL THORN, I AM THE AVATAR OF ISHTAR WHO IS TALKING NOW, MY PRONOUNS ARE SHE AND HER AND I AM FUCKING ANNOYED!

A: What?

G: Oh? Abi? Hi! [clearing throat] OBVIOUSLY I WAS NOT GOING TO DESTROY YOU OR ANY PART OF KILL JAMES BOND, HA-HA. BIG FAN OF YOUR SUFFERING! SO, UH, IS THERE SOME OTHER PROBLEM?

ABI: YOU’VE GOT TWO-THIRDS OF KJB TRAPPED IN SUBSTANDARD PUBLIC HOUSING AND YOU’RE ABOUT TO SET THEM ON FIRE — THERE’S YOUR PROBLEM, YOU DAFT FUCKING ENBY!

G: WHAT? [slightly lower voice] WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE, AGAIN?

A [automatically]: My name is Alice Caldwell-Kelly, I am the person who is talking now, and my pronouns are she and her.

D: I, er… I’m Dev. Devon.

L: I’m Liam Anderson…

G: SHUT UP. NOBODY CARES.

A [faintly]: Yay, Liam.

G [sheepish]: TERRIBLY SORRY, THEY DIDN’T DO THEIR INTROS.

R: Fuck.

G: BUT NO HARM DONE!

A: I am traumatised and covered in horse viscera.

D: I’m questioning the meaning of my existence. Also, Abi never told us she was an avatar of Ishtar and… I think I’m a bit hurt by that?

A: Yeah. I mean, I assumed she was an avatar of something, but she might’ve specified…

G: ALL RIGHT, A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF HARM DONE, BUT NOTHING IRREPARABLE! DO I, ER, HAVE THE “ALL CLEAR” TO KILL THE OTHER TWO?

A & D: NO!

ABI: STOP TRYING TO END THE WORLD, YOU CUNT! I TOLD YOU, I AM STILL USING IT!

G: [sigh] HANG ON.

Part 11

#wtyp #well there's your problem #ghostbusters #long reads #fanfic #fanfiction #crossover fic #gozer the gozerian #alice caldwell-kelly #liam anderson #justin roczniak #devon #engineering disasters #podcast

[myhotel-year]

Tonights Movie- The Bear contd

this is a new genre of sitcom where instead of being comedy we put the characters in situations and watch them grow and be better people

like they just go through life and become BETTER PEOPLE GOD

Ted Lasso, Shrinking, now the Bear, i need more

and each character is so NUANCED but they LOVE each other

deep examining of social relationships using comedy and SADNESS through SITUATIONS

carmy's DRAWINGS

family catchphrase

ritchie has weaponized his ocd for good??

they really have gone from swigging beer and cigarettes to pepto-bismol and it reflects their passion and belief in the restaurant

uncle j really does care, he knows they want him for his money but he can't figure out how to show affection any other way so it works

NEIL FAK, RITCHIE, everyone underestimates them because of their anger and jerk-ness but actually they care SO MUCH IT HURTS

everything does come down to small moments of good! every time you try it matters!!! yeah you count toward the big moment but you also BUILD to it

wow this family is haunted my fire

i feel bad for all the the safety officers that were loved or hated for simply being the messenger bearer of bad news

i don't CARE what people think i really like the canon couples Carmy and Claire, and Syd and Marcus

if you have a home and a girlfriend i don't know how you'd ever leave. it would be too beautiful to leave even for a moment

why can't we put everything that we have into everything that we can?

WOW the cycles of parents and children

and how the PAST haunts the PRESENT through FOOD

also my boss was mean to me today and this feels like the breakup music of having an off day with your coworkers

Sug is such an interesting nickname for a nickname

god i love a good nickname for a nickname though

it shows LAYERS of history

welp, i guess in order to start my new restaurant on good terms i have to process all my trauma that i've never addressed. it wouldn't be up to code if i didn't

wow syd really dodges mom conversations and deflects SO WELL

like wow, carmy is so self centered. he really is, and i just believe syd could do better

the whole being dead thing!

aww they read books now

and wear suits

tina: chef 😌 check? 🥺🥱😜 check.

ok so fun fact my name is mikey, and this show does low key feel like a guilt trip of what my family would have been like if i did kms

i fucking hate hulu it would have been better to pirate this ffs

my dad doesn't pay to remove ads which is annoying, but it is interesting to see who sponsors what kind of show and analyze what that says about our society

ads: H&M, Lady Gaga with some kind of headache pill

HIV/AIDS medication?? with super weird side effects, idk if they're calling me gay or homophobic

the CYCLE of PARENTS and their CHILDREN

they specifically picked a color of wall for their restaurant to match Carmy's eyes. which is magnificent because Jeremy Allen White has amazing eyes

LET ME MAKE YOU SOMETHING what an expression of LOVE

EBRA

ok maybe fuck Claire

i love learning about all the best of the best of every field!! devil wears prada, um other movies

MARCUS 😭

ok lizards

HE FUCKIN SAID STREETS AHEAD WTF

ok brb i gotta google some shit

ok none of the same directors, but some same characters as nbc community interesting

also shameless vibes from jeremy allen white, you don't do a show for like 10 years without bringing some of it to your other shows, but it works! i like

i really need to know if my boss ever did anything like this when starting his restaurant

everything is so pretty

i don't think that man has ever used a screw driver

oh fuck

god i love sydney, she is so smart and kind

fuck why do her initials have to be SA tho man

HOW does carmen make a chef's apron hot

TINA AND HER KNIFE

since when were they religious

also how is sydney a partner of she's never a part of the weird family business meetings?? no shade but ritchie is also not a member of the family

there is no way this whole thing fit where that one tiny counter was before

also i have no mental concept of 3D space

i understand the chain of command much better but not the family tree at all

LMAO i also have a coworker named josh, love him but sometimes he is absentminded

MARCUS DESERVES BETTER

treatment in this moment, it's complicated

also who are the people just standing on the side?? thought they were waiters but doesn't seem like it?

FUCK CARMY WHAT HAPPENED TO THERAPY

but also, being trapped there and have everyone you've ever love say terrible things about you, stuff of nightmares man. my actual literal nightmares, stress dreams, and anxiety spirals.

cut to a Fox cop show ad

i didn't know you could advertise for alcohol on a streaming platform 🤨

love how they had a nice little sweet fulfilling arc for ever character and then just absolutely ripped the main character to shreds.

fuck now i' m so sad

this has been my live rambles of the bear

#the bear #the bear spoilers #suicide tw #mine #tonight's movie

[hanzi83]

Just Another Random Mental Check In (That no one asked for)

I figured I would do another mental check in for the sake of it, I think I am actually kind of liking writing blogs again over doing some of the podcasts, I mean it might be easier for the remaining of my following to actual follow along with, like would you rather waste time over accumulated rants over several days to just be put out there where you have to suffer through my stuttering, where some days it really gets bad, or would you rather a more direct message in written where the most you will have to deal with are run on sentences, suspect spelling etc, sometimes when I do the blog and certain words just stutter out and I struggle to spew it out, sometimes it feels like that scene in Bruce Almighty, where Jim Carey is fucking with Steve Carrell during his news broadcast, I know, I know, a 20 year old movie reference, and on a dated blog site that is deemed uncool because the new hard hitting shit is on substack, this is just a blog going off of vibes, but since world war 3 is trending, again, it feels every other day for the last 6 years that has happened. I keep thinking every day we are getting there sooner rather than later, you can just see how people and institutions are positioning themselves and how every day there is more trauma porn and if it is not that, there is more promotional corruption where we spend the discourse pointing out the hypocrisy of that institution and public figure where they become more cartoonish, you know people used to reduce me to just being a Howard Stern Wack Packer, and it is hilarious to me how much everyone, who used to at least sell themselves as being a respectable human being partaking in society, have now become a complete parody. It is why the entertainment world, while it still makes money, most of that shit is in the political discourse now, and anything exciting about celebrities is the real life drama and comedy shit that is happening. I feel we have manifested all our favorite entertainment and now we are getting the real life version of this entertainment, I have to remind myself of that since I am not watching every single movie and television show released because sometimes I hate missing out and caring about wrestling more, when that fandom has gone to complete shit. But maybe getting exhausted of these things is a good thing, I don’t need more entertainment in my life, I have a lifetime worth to consume and perpetuate tropes in my personality from absorbing this shit since I was a kid, I just observe how the discourse goes and what repeated tropes get repeated and beaten into the ground. Speaking of beating shit into the ground, I wake up every day and it is another day of sports entertainment easing into a more fascist world. Like the world we were living in before all this didn’t have normalized fascism that existed but now it has reached another level with how sophisticated it is by manufacturing consent with the entertainment and sell out celebrities, we have wanted to reboot our society to reestablish attitudes and ignorance from the 90’s mixed in with some truth, but not realizing all that shit that used to mean shit on the surface has become inflated since there are advancements in the game now that we have to pretend doesn’t exist so we have the narrative of the establishment being more liberal and having a bias towards woke shit, so anyone who says anything anti woke, or pro Trump is seen as the “just an opinion” and “cutting edge” because ever establishment hack has kayfabed their hatred and dumbed shit down, so other alt media places can constantly use it to dunk on since that has been their personality traits for the last 10 years, where it meant a bit more, but now most of the shit online is MSM level funding going on, maybe they are using other currency since the dollar doesn’t mean shit anymore. Again let me clarify if the previous sentences were not obvious, I am not some expert on shit, I am a pretty dumbed down guy who would try to go to smarter people to see what their narratives are, and now I am at the point where I can’t trust anyone, like am I allowed to be alarmed about other corrupted governments and what they might do, and not do it under a US imperialism mindstate where discredited public figures who never address the long list of what the US has been built on, and continues to do, just continue to fear monger about other corrupted governments, I at least get out of the habit not to generalize all the citizens in any country because that doesn’t solve shit, and I think we make the mistake of looking at the conflict in a 80’s aesthetic of pro wrestling where it is country vs country when I feel the far right wing movements all over the world have some alignment, it is like the fundamentalism the US has helped perpetuate in other countries was just practice before they bring it to the US officially. It is basically like ECW and other promotions who oppose the WWE, but in my opinion WWE always needed other promotions to establish shit before WWE finally borrowed from it and brought it to their company and that is how I see the political world wit how this shit plays out, people who are snooty and think of pro wrestling as low brow, I mean they already dumb down entertainment’s influence in general, but wrestling has always been the ugly stepchild of showbiz, but there is a reason why these politicians and celebs have always been fans of it, maybe not because they actually enjoy the actual product, but rather taking notes on how to use the elements implemented for their own personal gain, trying to manipulate a reaction by saying what needs to be said, depending on the role you are playing. So I don’t know which stances to really have on the impending doom now because it is hard to know who is telling the truth, and who has an agenda, and I feel like lately I have more vitriol to the online contingent because MSM has already been established as being a joke and it has been clear but that is all the material for the online shit, other than some people who used to claim being a left person is now perpetuating on the “underground internet platforms such as youtube” that Tucker Carlson is the only one telling the truth. I can’t keep up with the complexities and specifics of who worked for what think tank, or what obscure faction they are a part of and I wish sometimes the smarter ones could actually dumb down the messaging to get the general public to know, because the dumbed down sports entertainment that has more of the new age fundamentalism/conservative shit under the guise of super political correctness is what is running amok, because you find the right guise for the presentation and apolitical people won’t realize they are taking a politically motivated message that has an agenda, it has always been a regressive agenda but once you start hinting at progressive shit, it feels like that is the overbearing agenda that is getting out of control, while I feel that has helped the default agendas that have always been in place now stand out, which is why anyone is praising Trump will be seen as someone who is brave since it seems everyone fucking hates him and they clearly have an agenda because they are focusing on his corruption. 

It feels like since the internet has become a lot more right wing with propped up accounts you have to cater to them for the entertainment or public figures to get some support and I feel the funded types online have made it seem they were calling out shit because it is neoliberal etc, which is a valid thing but it was not designed to get to a more progressive side, it was to bring in their own gimmicked right wing shit that people will not consider right wing since we give everything a cartoonish definition and put shit in a box. So now anyone who is not sharing the “liberal establishment” message feels like their message could never be compromised. It doesn’t feel we are in the business of actually exposing and explaining it because we insist on pretending we live in this regular world where the weird things going are just random acts playing out and we are just gonna compare it to whatever entertainment we watch, that is how committed we are to the entertainment, we have to pretend that saying there is organization into the imploding end goal and just the overall impending doom is some out there statement, and then these people from these alt media establishment like shows then pretend like anyone who thinks beyond the narratives presented are the ones who are insane, not the people who insist on playing their favorite television characters so they can give us gimmicked narratives so people can act out their sitcom dialogue and banter and then pretending the answers they have to countering the policies that the most wicked and corrupt politicians carry out, like this is not all planned to fall on its face. This is why I am not motivated to understand the rules that are advertised, literally everyone breaks the rules, there are inconsistencies, so why would I even learn the fucking rules. It is like when the wrestling world advertised traditional rules in their world, and trained you to understand what the standard protocol but then when the attitude era came, all those rules went out the window, and you broke stipulations.”Hey someone lost a match and said they would retire or not challenge for the title” but then crash television took over so those rules and stipulations didn’t even matter, and now I see that in politics. Normally when you are associated with a rapist, or a pedophile, you were kind of outcast from society, now you can just keep your high profile job and just exist for people to boo and hiss at you for. So it is my fault for looking at what is happening, but when I can’t have honest conversations about my concerns where this shit is going with people in my life, or people from my past etc, I have to rant and rave on social media. And that shit is dangerous because there are people who monitor me with great hatred and keep an eye on anything I say. Like I have stated, even if I come up with something that has legs, who is gonna give a shit because my message doesn’t reach the masses, everyday my followers list is decreasing more and more, but make no mistake dangerous people monitor my shit but if I am buying into your world of kayfabe, then no one knows who I am and I am a nobody so what threat do I serve, I am just some fatso rambling and creating bad AI Art while tweeting about wrestling and going on irrational proclamations of never watching the show again, and then I give back in. Again what threat do my theories serve if I am a nobody? You wanted this way. You get off on the fact that I am suppressed but then also then get upset that I don’t care how suppressed I am and continue to write down my thoughts, because I am supposed to feel isolated and neglected even online, like the people who run shit let me be isolated for the last 10 years for the last 10 plus years, but there was interaction going on with the Stern and wrestling fandom, but now they have made it possible to be isolated online and if I actually gave a fuck about my future, maybe I would be more insecure about it, although I am writing a blog at late hours of the night to talk about it so maybe there are some issues there, who fucking knows? 

It feels like the same tropes and discourse goes on and it will continuously be on loop until it all officially goes to shit, every day I think we have reached that boiling point but we just go back to business as usual, we manage to create more discourse that use the backdrop of valid systemic shit but gimmick it for other grifts and causes that gets focused on more so than the actual systemic issue. I know even this blog has probably repeated the same shit I have said before, but maybe the world has gone to such a shitty place where it is repeated shit nonstop that now I am going so insane that now I am repeating the same shit over and over and expect to maybe think that this one blog will magically just change shit by the luck of the draw and maybe we can expose and explain what is truly going on, and not this fake Project Veritas level of “exposing” shit, but actually exposing these narratives and getting people prepared for what is to come because as far as I can see, the far right has always had their messaging to seem anti establishment and they amplified it and then there was some progression over the years, they fear mongered about that kind of change while also connecting it to the shady shit the democrats would be doing since the right wing trajectory system will book the decisions and have their figure heads, so now the far right can take advantage of calling out an already flawed system, while advocating for their deeply disturbed propaganda, and they can use their public figures to manufacture a lot of consent which will persuade people to move more right because they can count on the MSM to cover sensationalist representation that the right then can weaponize. That is how I see it, I could just be like everyone else and be alarmed by Clarence Thomas getting donations which will serve as a gimmicked way of bringing more villains to the forefront, like it is hard to get shocked that a donor to him would be into Nazi shit and it is like we know what these people are, but we have to act shocked and then we have to talk in circles with people who always have to hammer home that just because someone has an autographed copy of Mein Kamf, it doesn’t mean they support it because they could be in love with history, but is there not any other shit in history that you could collect? When you get some politicians speaking out about it, no one will take it seriously, even if the message is good, like not going by what the rulings are when the right never goes along with a bunch of rulings, these people will normalize their bigotry and racism etc be allowed that freedom, but people who represent the left have to limit the answers on the surface, because much like pro wrestling it is only interesting when the villains keep winning. So after all of this shit they have done, when one limited politician wants something done about it, it will be shat  on, especially someone like AOC who is  sports entertainer but she can do and say good things even if it is limited on the surface, so if in my fucked up head I know the world is supposed to implode, then it is more complex than “They voted against the people’s interest” and then have people who have dangerous ties and permitted outrage to react and not disclose their ties to corruption and questionable unethical tendencies with who is bankrolling them it becomes harder to trust their call outs of the system. So any kind of change does have to come from within that helps the outside carry that shit on, because nothing on the surface now will ever get better and that is on purpose because the real work is being done behind the scenes. I don’t believe anyone is truly 100 percent anti establishment, as much as they want to repeat the same old tired catchphrases etc. It gets exhausting, I have made the mistake in being so disillusioned by the MSM over the last 15 years, that hearing actual criticism of US foreign policy and other fucked up laws they are passing to fuck over its citizens was refreshing to hear it because back when I was a kid, anyone who didn’t praise a country 100 percent were labeled horrible people, so yeah me and probably a lot others gravitated to something other than the status quo and now the same people who would bash the status quo, have now become status quo by today’s standards, because the same shit 10 years ago that may have sounded revolutionary doesn’t mean as much coming from people who are sophisticating their grift to become more right wing because instead of just saying “We are sell outs who want to be associated with the Hollywood types and hang out with very powerful people so we will act like the wokeness is getting out of control and use sensationalist shit to convince people who are supposed to be left to embrace a more far right leaning mind” look no further than Ana Kasparian and Cenk from TYT, I have been pointing out for a year or so that they are slowly finding their reason to now think wokeness is getting too out of control, they will complain about culture wars issues, but they will boast about how they are better than MSM they are, they have record for everytime they were right about things, but yet when you have video of Ana defending the term birthing person within a medical conversation, she then all of a sudden brings on this issue of people referring to her as a birthing person like people are really doing that in her personal life, and she is doing this while there are fucking laws being passed to fuck over those communities, she could’ve went private to anyone who she feels is reducing her to a body part like she claims, but she purposefully did that, and then she has a bunch of far right wing accounts defending her, Candace fucking Owens is defending her and she gets mad at other people in the leftist space for critiquing her, and these critiques were fair but one woman thought people were coddling her when Ana knows better, so Ana didn’t mind giving a shitty “hot take” unprovoked and now she can do the pro wrestling shit of “YOU PEOPLE MADE ME DO THIS” so she and Cenk can become shitty sports entertainers who are not even funny, I hope the talented people from TYT leave and call this shit out but Cenk/Ana are probably like mob bosses of their institution and they have been waiting to have a mutual meeting spot with Jimmy Dore, David Rubin and other far right wing grifters, they will never admit that, because one of the things about sociopathic cults and very fucked up people is they never admit what fucked up shit they have done or will do, and they have gotten used to people enabling their shitty behavior that if you point out what unethical shit they have done they will lose it and deny it because they are fucked in their head, I have that shit in my life, I have jotted shit down whenever I need to vent off what I need to say and whenever anyone in my life denies what they have done or what they have said, I look back at the comments time to time when I jotted shit down, on a spiritual level, they will never fuck with me despite having the hive mind behind them who have enabled their shitty behavior of putting me through mental fucking hell, and these people still think they can be part of my life, like I can be my best self with people who have worked hard to suppress me so they could make backdoor deals and put things in place in case I do get vindication, so they can be around me then they will cater to people who hate me so they can oppose me. These sociopathic cults have that level of thinking and I might not have the back up to be able to say shit in person because they have connections with law enforcement or whatever power Mr Stern gave them, and they can shut me down, but they still monitor what I fucking say, they compromise anyone I make friends with but I would rather be dead than have to be around people who will never admit their wrongdoings and still get to act like they are better because of their aesthetic, and I see how people want to justify that a lot more, and people who oppose me will oppose anything I stand up for. When I was falling for regressive right wing talking points sophisticated under the guise of “celebrity just giving their opinion” like they are not a paid propaganda tool, people who have hatred for me would want to be on the opposite side but now that I have caught myself mentally from going further into the cult of what would be another right wing shit, people would rather be on that side to be part of the regressive side, and the funny thing is these people in general want to be stars in their own right but any negative opinion or pushback towards them they lose their minds, if me pointing out calmly what people have done or said gets so much sociopathic and vitriolic pushback, how will you handle it when people call you out for your shitty beliefs depending which billionaire is paying you. I have to be subjected to people who have had a lavish and luxurious life and have secrets to keep from me, get triggered by me having the views I have even though they don’t have to be involved, you think when people read this, you think any of them will reflect? Or will they jump in a group chat and take turns mocking my stuttering and making shitty jokes for their echo chamber because they can’t face how much more horrible they have become and how much more elitist they have become. People from my past who were not there for me when I had no one, will make me come out and beg for them to be part of my life again so they can know how much money my family supposedly and allegedly have so they can try to take and take and take, but they excluded me from monumental moments so they could hang out with celebs and partake in orgies because that is how you get bought off, they sold their souls for the good time but yet still need me and get mad at me if I don’t want it in my life. I won’t be able to escape this and I won’t be able to escape more and more people turning to the right wing and align with this new fascism that has been forming and I would rather be dead than have to see people I respected become these shitty sports entertainment characters that don’t mean shit because the entertainment is watered down and yet everyone thinks they have to become one, that becomes the number one goal while the systemic shit becomes a backdrop. 

Anyways I know it is another blog that is all over the place, but when you have so many thoughts in your head and then old thoughts circulating in your head while you are still trying to process the fresh ones, my brain starts to malfunction. This is just a fatso in his  mother's basement venting about the world so pay me no mind, but sometimes I just need to get shit off my chest, I know my journal thoughts are monitored so I at least will try to put this shit out there for an official publishing . It makes my haters’ leg up of monitoring me feel less than if I am putting out these thoughts in the public sphere because the one thing they get off on is monitoring what I say and thinking I have no fucking clue, in fact as I write this, they are not doing anything overly transparent but I notice I am getting a lot more “junk mail” being spammed towards me, it is a little bit of a nuisance but just the mere fact they have to fucking keep this shit going, and look I got another notification for 2 more emails with the junk shit just popping up. It is small and little thing that are done to try to annoy me, they constantly show they can hack my social media, they have not done anything too bad with it, but just the fact that they can show they can do that shit, they even report accounts I never interacted with or even saw the tweets from. As I write this another mass shooting fucking happened and you know nothing will fucking get done about it, we will find ways to weaponize the political motives behind this, because it feels like factions behind the scenes have forgotten to tell the masses they have their shooters ready and people will not give a shit because the culture war issues will have carte blanche while more mass shootings fucking happen, the people who act like they are doing due diligence by pointing out about gun laws etc, good attitude to have, but those insiders know they are never passing any good good legislation, it has become clear so we will get mad at the villains of the week and nothing will get solved whatsoever. The world is constantly falling apart, and this is why 20 years ago, when I was even more dumbed down, I could envision what the world was gonna turn to, that was very early on when the war on terror started and it felt we were going to get a bunch of ignorant talking points on television, the only art form that I found didn’t make me feel like a piece of shit for being a Muslim was probably hip hop, but then in 2004 when people turned against Bush a lot more, it gave me some hope even though my understanding was extremely limited, but maybe I could see a grand view of this world just going to shit, like I had experienced this shit in a past life. And now I am stuck here, more people are dying and being oppressed, they limit how much you can help on the surface, I don’t feel I can trust people anymore who used to be close with me, I am rewatching old episodes of Sopranos, and wondering if this world is just a big fucking nothing. Nothing will ever fucking get better it seems, and in the midst of all of this horrible shit happening, you know what gets traction online? All the shitty sports entertainment personalities who try to get canceled and have these stupid fake debates so both their clicks can feel they are useful and fighting this great cause. Complete and utter horsehit, the most mediocre personalities can be propped up and it isn’t because they are some great talent, it is because they are willing to become a regressive shit head first while dominating left spaces and getting all the points before they turn into fucking heels.

#Hanzi Howard Stern Show 2023 Mental Illness Sports Entertainment fascism heel turns gimmicks pro wrestling opinion theories no facts

[lily-orchard]

This episode is so good but like with all the exhausting trauma onto trauma being heaped onto these kids. And I get why it's the last season and its being compressed for Disney's bigoted bullshit. It doesn't make me less exhausted. I miss the wild zaney adventures the comedy in my horror-comedy y'know. Like the Owl house still has comedic moments but it's levity is wildly disbalanced by how heavy everything has been. And we don't get a moment to breathe. And it's good characters aren't taking their situation lightly. But dear fucking God let them have a goddamn moment. Like FUCK I couldn't even enjoy HOOTY's shenanigans because he spent the episode played straight and being such an indespensible guardian to Luz and King which only hilights the danger Eda and Lilith are in. And last episode was just who wants to watch us beat our teenage punching bag to prove how evil our genocidal tyrannical villain is? It's draining. Like the only thing THAT episode did was set up this one and sorta stomp out any idea of 'goodness' in the collector before it gets rolling. Like I know you don't like hunter because you're tired of characters like him but I'm just tired of characters existing to suffer. I liked him as the dragon. Because it was entertaining. I'm tired of playing the how much child abuse until the villain is irredeemable game. The answer is none he won when he was turning people to stone.

I get the complaint about Hollow Mind being too little substance and too much Hunter, but it's two episodes in a row of drama. Let's not be melodramatic about it. We just came off a Lumity episode into an episode about nothing into an episode about King.

Ease off. It's two episodes, if you're exhausted after two episodes then you need to sit back and lay off the stimulants.

[wifiwulf04]

Life/OSDD rant

Moon comforting Katsuki

Let me start by establishing the fact that I am the host of the Wilderness System, an OSDD1-b system. My name is Wulf, although most folks we know irl use my legal name because it is also the body’s birth name.

First of all, I don’t expect everyone to automatically know how to interact with systems. It’s perfectly natural for folks to fuck up, I myself often struggle to understand social cues. However, by the very nature of DID/OSDD, I think it’s a pretty easy conclusion to come to that saying something along the lines of “If there was a way to make me into an alter in your head” or “Can [this alter] just go away cause I don’t like them” is pretty rude.

Alters are real people, not just characters for you to play off of just because you think it would be ‘interesting’ to meet yourself ‘from my POV’. Every alter serves a purpose, from protecting the system to caring for it to just comforting a single alter. We are a family, built from blood, sweat and tears with effort from all of us, because the ones who should have given us a loving, safe family didn’t.

I get that sometimes folks don’t get along, but that doesn’t mean they should just disappear cause y’all aren’t besties. Their existence doesn’t revolve around you, it revolves around us as a system. Some folks (who should damn well know who they are but honestly probably don’t because “I’m not the problem, I’m trying to fix them cause they’re the problem!”) should take a step back and realise, hey, maybe I’m butting heads with the system protector and only get along with the system’s caregiver/mediator because I have a part to play in starting fights. Honestly, if you’re trying to fix someone else all the time, thinking that it’ll fix your issues when they have no issue with your mutual friends, maybe take a step back anyway and see it from a different POV who’s really starting and ending fights and who steps away from instigation.

Introjects are not going to perfectly mirror their source. From person to person, everyone has their own perception of a person or a character. Overall, their description may be similar and they may look the same, but they are not going to be the same person. Two alters of the same character from different systems are more than likely going to behave differently. Moon from FNAF: SB may be part of security, but we spent the better part of a month coaxing our Moon into interacting with more than just the system littles. In the end, it took our resident blond Pops Yamada engaging him to be able to start actually communicating both ways (them and Sun have so many similarities, we really should have tried to introduce them sooner). He’s our resident cat scrunkly with codependency issues and from his behaviour, chances are he’s a lot more of a caregiver than a protector.

My point is, don’t look at a violent source and automatically assume that you’re in danger. They’re people, if you haven’t done anything to them, well… there’s a phrase in Chinese that roughly translates to “the thief has a guilty conscience”. If you didn’t do anything, there is no need to fear them. If you did, you fear them because you know what you did.

Further context for the picture: I heard explosions and screaming in headspace in the middle of the day. I didn’t know what happened and Pyreseus, my partner and the system’s primary protector, couldn’t find out what happened either. We found Moon calming Katsuki down, although Katsuki doesn’t want to talk about it. We’re not going to force him to tell us, if he wants to, he will in his own time. Often, alters come with pseudomemories and/or bearing trauma. We accept them as they are and work with them to heal, but everyone has bad days and setbacks. Also, we’ve found that Moon’s default neutral expression is a toothless smile (he has sharp ass teeth) and if anything, he’s frowning ever so slightly in the picture (right side). Honestly, I think it’s almost poetic. He is simultaneously the masks of comedy and tragedy, not that I think he’s realised.

Yes, I got permission from Katsuki to post this. He was fine with it as long as his face isn’t in it. Moon… looks at our phone like The Motherbox and hisses like a cat at our friend talking to him via text. Does he understand technology? He may be an animatronic, but fuck if I know at this point. Also, I’m aware he’s missing his signature ruffles. Pops put him in a vampire costume for Halloween (hence the waist sash), he took the cape off and swapped out his pants, I assume so that he wouldn’t freak Katsuki out even more and cause he likes his jester pants. The kids are trying to design him a year-round outfit that he would be comfortable in, I dunno if the signature ruffles are gonna make a return in it. I guess we’ll all have to wait and see ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

#tw rant #Wilderness rambles #osddid #traumagenic osdd #traumagenic system #moon #bakugou katsuki

[tiredlyinfandom]

My experience with the library system of the American Public School program

I would like to begin with some background of my literary experience. I was raised by a mother who did not believe in censoring what I read. I was not allowed to read her very clearly trashy romances until I was 18 (side note, I read much worse smut at 13. Comedy romances are pretty good though). I was basically allowed to get and read whatever I wanted. That's how it was for me.

So, I went from Magic Treehouse in first grade, to middle school novels by the time I was in the third grade. I was a big fan of my older sister's spy novels at the time. I was making leaps and bounds in my reading and language comprehension. And then of course, our schools got too crowded and I was redistricted into a middle school for fifth grade. I was excited at first, I would have access to the books that were in my reading level, right?

Wrong.

First library day rolled around, and we were told we could only check out books that were grade level appropriate for our group. Try telling this to a mousy me who had never been told a book was too mature for me. Me, who went to the library once a week during the summer, and read two to three three-hundred page books in one day, staying up all night because I had to know the ending and it couldn't wait until morning.

So I looked around and found that spy novel I remembered reading in third grade. I tried to check it out, only to be told that it was a middle school book. So I had to put it back, I would then pull several books that I had read before, because I had asked my older sister if I could read them from her book shelf. All too mature for a fifth grader.

I eventually settled with a book trilogy I had read before last summer that I knew I would be allowed to get.

A few weeks later we took that stupid reading level test. I, young, 10ish years old, had the reading level of 14-15 year old. I was supposed to be reading three grades above where I was.

So I, smart boy that I was, talked to my mom, told her everything, talked to the librarians, teachers and the principal to negotiate a way for me to read within my actual level. We suggested permission slips. we got shot down, the middle schoolers were taking the books meant for my age range, meaning we had no books to read.

I read the same series eight times, librarians tried to give me new books but I owned most of the good series, read and reread them long before I had been "of age" to comprehend the stories.

Middle school rolled around and I had begun reading Jules Verne, Sherlock Holmes, and had tried to convince my mother to let me buy a book on the murders of Jack the Ripper when I was 11. (My gram was on board, she appreciated my healthy curiosity in the morbid. my mom? Less so).

So yeah, I learned about the censoring of reading by 10, and at that point I was pissed, I didn't like that, I was never one to be told no on my reading material. So I began reading more than what they would have wanted me to.

Now I'm anti government, and censorship of literature is the largest downfall of man. One of the first thing we learn in middle school is the book burnings the Nazis did in Germany. That was the first thing we learned about, to show that a government was controlling.

AND GUESS WHAT.

Controlling the flow of information is fucking fascist. And we have both challenged and banned books, I have read several. Granted, just because a book has been challenged or banned in some places and or schools does not mean a child want's to read about an infant shoved into a freeze when they're 15. I have read Anne Frank, Over the Cuckoo's nest, Of Mice and Men, When the Street Cars Come Back. Those were required readings, and I hated them, Anne Frank had so much trauma, Over the Cuckoo's Nest was written by a white man in the perspective of a mute Native American man. Of Mice and Men was Ableist and infantilizing of character's with a disability, causing us to feel sympathy before hitting us with the "shoot the man with a mental issue because he's better off dead". When the Street Cars Come Back had, among other things, incest, rape, abuse, infant murder, murdered infant in a chest freezer as black mail.

Now if you want to read these things, go on, you can, I just don't think kids should read on murder and war, death and rape, as a requirement. Do I know what should be implemented instead? Hell no, I'm not a teacher, I'm a college student who likes to write. Kids should read stories that teach them lessons and inspire them to push boundaries, not scare them into conformity.

All this to say, I'm still fucking bitter that my school wouldn't let me read spy novels at the age of 10. Fuck you guys, now I write porn on patreon.

(Plug for the patreon: lemon_yard is the username, go support my gay ass, if you want)

#reading #vent post #tw:abuse #tw:rape #tw:murder #tw:sexual assault #tw: infant death #tw:incest #my fucking middle school made me so pissed #stay tuned for a rant on how my 8th grade science teacher killed my dream to be a paelentologist. #yes this is my actual life #yes i had to read those books #lots of old authors are racist fyi #not like lovecraft racist #but still pretty damn racist #we had to read a war book like every year #it was nasty #blog

[dreamsclock]

crack au where dream and wilburs big plan goes like this: wilbur has been doing nothing but play card games for nine years in the afterlife, dream is an emotionally repressed bastard with a brilliant poker face and the skill to fight if things go south - and quackity is building vegas

naturally, they work together to rob the server blind

- dr3 on twt, i haven’t figured out my tumblr yet lol

dr3,,, DR3,,, this has been giving me such brainrot for the longest time and combines all my favourite characters to write in one incredible scenario,,, this is Peak ,,, the comedy and villainy,,, i’m in love with this au PLS

it’s tagged as -> vegas team au because i’ll probably write more for this soon !!

warnings: blood, trauma, implications of abuse, starvation mention, capitalism, manipulation, injuries/wounds, mental deterioration, dissociation

“So let me get this straight,” Quackity says, slow, suspicious, “you want to work together.”

He eyes his two new potential allies like one might a crocodile and its equally violent owner, and can’t help but feel doubt squeeze his chest. Both of them look like they’ve been through hell - well, he supposes it’s not far from the truth - and he’s not sure how they’re even still standing. Dream sways on his feet, shadows under his eyes more prominent than ever, and even Wilbur’s perfect smile is marred from the blood trickling out of gashes on his face. Breaking Dream out of prison, Quackity gathers, had been harder than they’d expected.

“We do!” Wilbur agrees cheerfully, arm looped around Dream casually. “I think it would be incredibly beneficial for the three of us - each of us have a skill or quality the others lack. Together, we could really get this server in shape.”

Quackity arches an eyebrow. “What skills and qualities would they be?”

“Well, naturally, I’m the charismatic one.” Wilbur lifts his free hand when Quackity goes to interrupt, smile never wavering. “Yes, I know you’re also charismatic, but people also think you’re unhinged.”

“You’re the one who blew up your own fucking country.”

Wilbur rolls his eyes. “I know, but I succeeded. You tried to kill Technoblade - who, needless to say, is still alive and on all three lives, unlike you, sorry not sorry.”

Affronted, gritting his teeth at the reminder, Quackity scowls. “Go on, then.”

“And we have you,” Wilbur presses on, flattery oozing into his voice - Quackity can sense it a mile off, but it’s still hard not to preen - “you’re resourceful, Big Q. You’re good at business and you’re cunning and you’ve built a whole fucking country and kept it lucrative. Dream and I had something of a struggle keeping our countries in one piece, if you remember correctly.”

Quackity snorts. “Yeah, I remember. And...” His eyes travel to Dream, who looks to be a thousand miles away, whose eyes are faded and unfocused, who really, Quackity thinks, has looked a hell of a lot better and more stable. “What about him?”

“Well, right now, he’s currently walking around on a shattered leg, two broken ribs, no hunger bars, seven days worth of sleep deprivation and a concussion,” Wilbur explains, bright when Quackity goes pale, “not to mention the bucketloads of trauma and mental illness. I honestly don’t know how he’s still standing. I know I sure as hell wouldn’t be. Turns out he’s got quite a good poker face, wouldn’t you say?”

Quackity stares at Dream. “Jesus Christ.”

“I say we’d make a great team.” Wilbur leans closer, grinning. “You’ve got the country and business side of things, I’ve got the charisma and stability - or, well, apparent stability - and Dream has the best fucking poker face I’ve ever seen. Not to mention, he killed eight zombies on the way here while taking hardly any damage. I reckon you need us both.”

“And what do you get out of this?” Quackity asks, because he’s not naïve, and he’s proven correct when Wilbur chuckles in delight and approval. “You’re not just doing this out of the kindness of your hearts.”

Wilbur nods in agreement, eyes sharp as a knife. “Well, we want protection,” he says, like it’s obvious, maybe it is, “we want shelter from the rest of the server and we could do with being a part of a country like yours for the time being. Dream needs somewhere to recover and rest, I need somewhere to lay low for a while, and, well...”

He trails off for a moment, before resuming.

“Well, Big Q, if I’m going to be entirely up front with you, I played card games in the Void for nine straight years, and frankly, I’ve grown fond of them. And what better way than gambling to destroy the server?”

Quackity can’t help amusement curling into his smirk. “You’re fucked up, Wilbur Soot. You’re a fucked up man.”

Wilbur grins. “So you’re on board?”

“Yes, I’m on board, Jesus,” Quackity agrees, running a hand over his face and glancing around, “let’s get you two inside before anyone fuckin’ sees.”

Dream offers him an empty smile that makes his skin crawl. “I don’t suppose you have any health potions, do you?” He asks, like he’s asking about the weather rather than asking for assistance for his crippling health. “I’m on half a heart.”

Quackity winces. “Half a-- yeah, man, we got some health potions. But- I’m gonna need you guys to sign a contract or two first.” Because he’s not an idiot, Wilbur and Dream aren’t idiots, and he doesn’t trust them as far as he can throw them.

“Brilliant!” Wilbur looks pleased. “I have a contract too. Great minds think alike, ey, Quackity?”

Great minds indeed. Quackity rolls his eyes, turning his back and beginning to head in the direction of Vegas. Wilbur hums low under his breath, and begins to follow, with Dream following behind him silently. “This is gonna be the death of me,” he murmurs.

“Or the start of something beautiful,” Wilbur says, something sinister in his voice, “the SMP won’t know what hit them.”

“I’ll be praying for them.” Quackity pauses, turning to Wilbur in bemusement. “You died, right? Does God exist?”

Dream speaks up, voice hoarse. “I’m basically God. I brought him back, you know.” He giggles, and Wilbur looks delighted. “I’m God, Wilbur.”

“Dream is the closest thing to God we have,” Wilbur says, and Quackity can’t help but feel horrified at that thought, “so prayer is pretty much useless.”

“Right,” Quackity says, mildly regretting his decision already, because teaming with a manipulative dead man and a shattered man who thinks he’s God can’t in any world be a good thing, “right, yeah, okay. Does God want a golden apple while we’re signing contracts.”

“If you’ve got one,” Dream says brightly, and Quackity prepares himself for a long couple of months of this team. This is going to go perfect, or it’s going to be the death of them all. Either way, at the very least: things will definitely be interesting.

#> my asks !! #> my writing !! #-> vegas team au #(my tag for this au because i'm Thinking About It) #dr3 this was the BEST idea omg i have such brainrot now #tw trauma #tw injury #tw starvation #tw manipulation #tw abuse #(only mentioned/implied) #tw capitalism #tw dissociation #tw mental deterioration #-> dr3 :]

[whenrockwasyoung19]

As a historian, I really want to do a piece on how 9/11 has been commemorated and how it’s been remembered by the people who lived through it and the generation that came up after. So I need to see 9/11 memes so I can determine what jokes about 9/11 are deemed acceptable by society, if any, and which ones are purely tasteless.

Having lived through that time, and remember the South Park era of comedy, I saw a lot of 9/11 jokes in the years after the attacks. They were tasteless then but laughing at them felt cathartic in a way. We’d all been through this collective trauma, and laughing at some shitty jokes was a way of coping with that trauma. But were these jokes tasteless? Probably.

I feel like as we get further away from the event, our memory of it gets more and more distorted. I think for a lot of people who weren’t there and don’t share that collective trauma they can be more cynical about it than the people that were. What do I mean by cynicism? This refers to a couple of trends I see in 9/11 discourse. The first is tasteless jokes, usually in the form of memes. The second is discourse that usually makes a lot of (false) comparisons between 9/11 and some other tragedy. This can be a comparison between some military mission performed by the US military or a natural disaster and most recently the pandemic. The emphasis in these comparisons is that 9/11 wasn’t that bad actually OR what America has done in retribution for 9/11 is worse than the original act itself. The latter point isn’t necessarily wrong but using a tragic event in which thousands of people lost their lives to do it, while an effective rhetorical strategy, can also come off as cynical and disrespectful to the people who survived it or lost family members. I feel like the best way to make that argument is to emphasize how horrible 9/11 was but explain that what the military did in response was perhaps even more destructive and cost more lives. I think deemphasizing how bad 9/11 was or just using it to make a political argument can read as disrespectful and not enough people find that tricky balance between political argument and disrespect.

As for the but such and such was worse, those people can shut up. Like I can entertain conversations about the actions of the US government and military in response to 9/11 because those are conversations worth having. This sort of cynical worldview doesn’t actually yield effective discourse. It essentially posits that because more people died in say a hurricane or an Earthquake that that event was a bigger tragedy. But as a historian, I can tell you that historians don’t claim that something is more significant or even more tragic or less tragic just because at some point in history a worse thing happened. Like as a historians were more aware than most how many bad things have happened in history, so there is no point in comparing all the tragic things to all of the other tragic things like some kind of mad web. Like there is no point in comparing a natural disaster to a terrorist attack because they are in no way similar other than the fact that innocent people died. They are far more dissimilar than similar, and comparing to disparate events that may not have even happened around the same time doesn’t make any sense. What points of comparison are we drawing and to what end? What does that really tell us about the society we’re living in or were living in during the time of these events? So just the business of comparing tragedies is a pointless endeavor but it also posits that the only thing that measures how tragic something is is it’s death toll and that’s not true. 9/11 is a tragedy not just because innocent people died but because of how meaningless their deaths were. They were caught in the crossfires of a conflict that these random office workers, flight attendants, flight passengers, and first responders had nothing to do with. An ongoing struggle between the East and the West, the dynamics between the most powerful nation on Earth and tiny subsections of a massive global religion has nothing to do with these people who died and yet they lost their lives anyway. Now that is true of any civilian attacks. But that’s the thing: there have been far worse civilian attacks in history, even some conducted by the US military (the Dresden bombings come to mind) but that’s kind of the problem with drawing comparisons. I can’t really say if the Dresden bombings and the Blitz were worse than 9/11. It simply doesn’t feel like my place to say to someone that suffered that your tragedy is actually smaller or less significant than this other tragedy that happened some other time. They are all hugely significant in their own ways, they are all tragedies, and they should all be remembered and discussed with reverence.

I do feel that a lot of the comparisons between 9/11 and some other tragedy come from this place of “why does the US make such a big deal about 9/11 and not xyz tragedy?” And this is a valid question but not all of the answers come down to “the US doesn’t care about xyz tragedy” or “the US only cares about itself!” So let’s go through some reasons why the anniversary of 9/11 is so widely covered. Firstly, it happened on our soil. Countries are always going to honor things that happened to them. It’s just a thing. If it affected the people in that country, then yeah they’re gonna go on and on about it. Secondly, it happened 20 years ago so it’s still in very recent living memory. Most people alive on the planet have vivid memories of that day, so most people still remember what that day felt like and want to honor the victims and commemorate it. Thirdly, all the cynical reasons. Yes the US is less concerned about anything else that’s happened outside of our borders. What happened to us matters more to anyone else. No this isn’t great but I’m just reporting the state of things. And yes, the US is selective about what it remembers and what it doesn’t, and the government has a history of struggling to acknowledge the bad things America has done. And lastly, America never really stopped being overly nationalistic like a lot of other countries did after the rise of fascism scared them out of ever doing that shit again. America just maintains its nationalism. Maybe one day it’ll have a more nuanced perspective of itself like other countries do but we’ll see. So yeah there are a lot of reasons why the US makes a big fucking deal about this day and will forever and not all of them are bad or reason to criticize.

Ok now to acknowledge the memes. God any time I tell kids not to make memes about 9/11 I feel like a grandma. I mean I could go on and on about how it’s disrespectful but the people making them know this and don’t care. I guess I’m more interested in understanding why people make memes about a national tragedy. I think it has to do with how 9/11 has been remembered which is largely clouded by all of the political and military stuff that happened as a result of it. For people who learned about 9/11 years after it happened, they didn’t experience these events in real time. For those of us who lived through it, we didn’t know all that was going to transpire because of it. On that day, all we really knew was that thousands of people were dead and more were going to die in the conflicts that would result from it. We didn’t know that the wars would last decades or how pointless it would all be in the end. We had no idea how shitty George Bush was or how incompetent his administration was. We definitely had no idea that Trump was coming. So for a lot of us, we can separate the mess that happened because of the attacks from our memories of the attacks. It’s so much easier for us to think only about the events of that day because we were there. We have specific memories of it which we can latch onto rather than just thinking about news footage or events that came later.

And the cynicism that people feel is somewhat earned. The attacks obviously spurned two decades of Islamaphobia as well as countless military attacks in the Middle East. For a lot of young people, they feel like they’re supporting Muslims or standing against Islamaphobia by disrespecting an event that prompted so much Islamaphobia. And I get that. But also that’s not the way to do show your support or take a stand. Keep in mind that the people who died that day had no idea what they were dying for. Most in their last moments probably didn’t even know it was a terrorist attack. The American people didn’t even realize the first plane was an attack. So it doesn’t really make sense to disrespect their memory when it’s not their fault that their deaths resulted in so much pain and suffering for the Muslim diaspora. Disrespect the people who were openly Islamaphobic after the attacks, criticize the American government for their actions in the Middle East. But not the people who had no control how their deaths were remembered or used by politicians, military leaders, white nationalists, and other racists to attack Muslim people.

As a historian, it’s my job to try to apply a historical context to people’s actions. A lot of people have done this to observe why people responded to the attacks the way they did. Now I want to use it to understand why so many young people feel at best indifferent to the events of that day and at worst resentful and disrespectful towards ur

#9/11